Sinister CZARFACE

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
They don’t understand how I survived
How I stayed custom made
From the frames on down to the ride
While you lames get clowned to the side
I’m in your town live
Blow an ounce of dro in your face
While I count mine
A crime how I body the track
Tip's back in the lobby with craps
Now I'm big time, don of the pack
On the inside, harder to act
On the flip side, dodging the traps
I’m so (sinister)

[Verse 2: Esoteric]
Catch bodies like possessed rotties off the leash
Next shot, he's more zombies, cause I wanna feast
And if I ain’t being fed, I'm seeing red
I’m Evil Dead, people bled
I am Sam Raimi, don’t you be mislead
I’m running the stage call me the beige
All my words suicidal, yeah, they jump off the page
And somersault into your brain
Then assault you with insane thoughts
I'm Banksy on the west bank
Y'all been brainwashed